i’m writing a poem but its taking longer than expected

sitting in front of the mirror i can see my self snaked

an upright figure, proud, legs spread wide

my cunt is throbbing from hearing your voice all evening

your quirky little messages and intelligent conversation intriguing

yet so filthy and base, and full of promises

of a balance of pain and caresses

from stealing my soul, my essence, my being

to devouring my life’s blood with such infatuation

you will suck me dry with my cheeks spread wide

and I’ll submit to you

my eyes on yours

looking for the cue that

you want to give me it all

…and so much more

Lil Green Wildling xx

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